The Sunday Haul (on 12-10-2025)

 Coming back to Hyderabad after a two-day outstation trip felt different as if seeing the city anew. It was a bright and sunny morning last Sunday at Hyderabad when I left home to go to the Abids second-hand book market. I saw a nice copy of ‘If On a Winter’s Night a Traveller’ by Italo Calvino but I did not buy it as I had bought one only a couple of Sundays back. Also the title I had seen the previous Sunday about hunting tigers and wildlife was gone! I regretted not buying it then.

I got a call from a friend that other friends were waiting for me at Star of Indian café. So I hurried there first and had a long talk with them about books and publishing. One of the friends I made recently was a publisher of books in Telugu who showed me the two titles he would be going for printing in a couple of days. Another new friend was a scriptwriter in the Telugu film industry and was quite enthusiastic about reading. He showed me the more than half a dozen titles of Telugu novels he had picked up. Another new friend I met last Sunday was a young Telugu writer who had already published a book. It made me a bit envious of all the things they were doing whereas I was struggling with my second book since more than four years. I wonder when I will be able to finish it, and also hope that this book won’t take two decades to finish like my first book.

After nearly an hour’s talk I set out to look for titles to buy. I saw a copy of ‘The Prabhakaran Saga: The Rise and Fall of an Eelam Warrior’ by S. Murari with a beautiful cover that I immediately bought. I have been following the civil war in Sri Lanka since a long time and I thought this book would fill some gaps in my knowledge and understanding of the issue. S. Murari, the author, is a journalist who has covered the conflict in Sri Lanka.

A long time ago I had found a copy of ‘Republican Party Reptile’ by P.J. O’ Rourke that I enjoyed reading because he is a writer of some good humour. So when I saw a copy of ‘Holidays in Hell’ by P.J. O’ Rourke I decided to buy it though I had seen copies of it earlier too but somehow did not feel like buying. I got it for fifty rupees.

The Sunday Haul (on 05-10-2025)

 

Somewhere I have jotted down a list of authors whose books I have not been able to find anywhere. It included Clarice Lispector, Jon Fosse, and also Halldor Laxness. Last Sunday at Abids I spotted a title that filled me with the kind of joy that I had not felt since a long time. I found a copy of Halldor Laxness’ ‘Independent People’ on the pavement amidst a few books strewn around. I couldn’t believe it at first but when I took out the book I realized it was indeed a Halldor Laxness title. It was a brand new copy and I wondered how it got there. I paid only a hundred rupees for it.

Actually I thought the Abids trip wouldn’t come out as it started to rain very heavily early in the morning and continued. I had almost given up the idea of going to Abids but miraculously the rain stopped around ten in the morning. I then set out after breakfast and took the bus to Chikkadpally where I couldn’t find anything though I had seen a title I thought I would buy the following Sunday.

But before I found the Halldor Laxness title I found another wonderful title, a travel title, a genre I love to read. This title was like a buffet meal with thirty-five essays by well-known travel writers, and the book I found was a hardcover copy of ‘The Penguin Book of Indian Journeys’ edited by Dom Moraes. Most of the essays in this collection are by travel writers whose books I have already found and also read. Some of them include Anita Nair, Alexander Frater (Chasing the Monsoon), James Cameron (Indian Summer), P. Sainath (Everybody Loves a Good Drought), Paul Theroux, V.S. Naipaul, Anees Jung and a few writers I did not know before I found this collection. I have no idea about Joe Roberts, Dawood Ali McCalum, and also Jonah Blank. Somehow there were notable omissions like Pankaj Mishra (Butter Chicken in Ludhiana), Pico Iyer, Dervla Murphy, and also Elizabeth Bumillier (May You Be the Mother of a Hundred Sons). I don’t know if these writers had published their books after 2001 when ‘The Penguin Book of Indian Journeys’ was published.

The book had looked familiar when I first spotted it and though I had a feeling that I have a copy of this book I bought it. Later when I sorted through my books at another place where I keep my books, I saw a copy of ‘The Penguin Book of Indian Journeys’ that I do not remember when and where I had bought it. But this copy was in a better condition than the one I bought last Sunday.

The Sunday Haul (on 28-09-2025)

 

It had been raining incessantly in Hyderabad all of last week and it looked like it would rain on Sunday also. But miraculously it did not rain though the sky was cloudy almost all day. As usual I started out after breakfast and first stop was at Chikkadpally. I saw a nice copy of ‘If On a Winter’s Night A Traveller’ by Italo Calvino but I did not buy it as I had a copy at home. Disappointed with the fare at Chikkadpally I went to Abids. 

It is the festival season with Dasara only a few days away when the regular shops are open on Sunday also which meant that some of the second-hand booksellers were not at their usual spots. That and the fact that there was the possibility of rain also kept some more sellers away from Abids. However, there were a few sellers like those in front of GPO and those in the lanes. With one of the sellers before GPO I found a copy of ‘Difficult Loves and Other Stories’ by Italo Calvino that I had seen the previous Sunday but had not bought. I got this collection of four stories for a hundred rupees. I read on the back cover that the collection includes three of his best-known stories- ‘Smog’, ‘A Plunge into Real Estate’, and ‘The Argentine Ant’ that is described as ‘most terrifying and memorable of all’. I have to read these stories one by one soon.

The next find also happened to be a collection of short stories. I spotted a copy of ‘Short Stories by New Zealanders’ edited by Phoebe C. Meikle, that looked like a text book because it had notes and questions. There were stories by Frank Sargeson, Dan Davin, A.P. Gaskell, and Maurice Duggan, all writers of the past. I got it for fifty rupees only.